Nar Shaddaa

Aly stood in front of the club, holding the key to their... well, hopefully not downfall.

"Are you boys ready?"

Durasay held the grip of his heavy blaster, having it drawn. His vibrosword was kept in easy reach, as were the stims.

"Ready whenever you are, Lady Cortess."

The imposing true Sith was also there, ready to represent his people and see this through to the end. His twinblade was in hand and his armour had been changed of the Nal Hutta wilderness.

"Sure, lead on Princess."

"I'll be bait. Follow me, though try to blend in." approaching the guards, she raised the ritualistic symbol. "I'm here to meet a friend."

The bouncer looks at the symbol and then says, “Go in, private suite is in the red. Have a good time.”

The interior is crowded with people and bumping music.

"Alysele. Please. Be careful." The way he looked at her as he said it, there was something there. As if he wanted to say something else, but he dropped it. "We'll be right behind you.

Slipping into the club, he kept his eyes on the duelist. Ready for anything.

Stealth into the Club: 3eA+1eD 2 successes, 1 advantage


Ooc: succeded on stealth check. Can I use the advantage to get to a good vantage point to keep sight of Alysele?

Durasay blends in with the crowd but keeps a bead on Alysele which is a good thing because he notices a large figure shadowing her steps hooded and brimming with menace.

"Try not to do anything too dumb." Jo'ren said helpfully. He then blended into the crowd, which was impressive for a large heavily armoured Sith.

D4. EN. Stealth? Average?: 3eA+2eD 1 success, 2 threat

"Why thank you, both of you. I really missed being patronized." Her tone was even as she spoke, as he was walking confidently towards the indicated area.

OOC: Perception roll to notice follower? Also flipping Destiny to have us in an advantageous position, or not outnumbered.

OOC: Perception check for Alysele is 2 challenge and a difficulty die with a setback.

OOC: Why did I ask?

D4 EN Perception (Cunning): 2eA+2eC+1eD+1eS 1 failure, 3 threat

It is a really loud dance club... the bass reverberates through her body.

Aly's body followed the rhytm even unconsciously. Nice music.

She followed the instructions on where to go, but stopped just short yet.

OOC: Giving Jo and Dura chance to post before entering if ok?

Jo'ren followed Alysele's movements through the club without drawing attention to himself. The noise was excessive but with his height he was able to keep her in sight. As she neared the target location he moved closer, pausing a few metres away and readying himself to follow her in at an opportune moment.

Durasay saw the menacing figure moving towards Aly. He had to fight the instinct to call out. He had to remember what he had learned at the luncheon.

All things are as the Force wills it... I am not afraid. The Force is with me...

Tightening his grip on the heavy blaster, he slinked through the crowd, keeping eyes on the figure and Aly. Ready to leap into action when he needs to.

Alysele took a deep breath, and stood in front of the door.

This is it... are you ready? She thought back to the luncheon.... everything changed in the last few days. Those few precious memories, crumpled up and tarnished... yet she felt new. Completely new.

There is no death, there is only the Force.

She stepped forward and opened the door. "Special delivery!" She exclaimed.

The private room is empty except for a single chair with a bloody and scarred Sith, but at least they are alive... Alysele feels someone shove her into the room and a nikto woman says in Huttese, "This is not your place, Sith."

"You tread in sacred business."

Durasay slipped in behind the Nikto, his heavy blaster pressed against her back. "She's no Sith. She's a Jedi." He responded in Huttese, his yellow-amber eyes keeping appraised of the situation.

"The killing ends now."

"I have killed no one... yet," the female nikto responds in Huttese.

"But I am feeling an urge to do so, soft skin."

Jo'ren kept his position, unseen for the moment, watching what was unfolding. He fully expected the Nikto assassin to appear at any moment and so channeled his senses inwards.

He smiled cooly. "Neither have I. I'd like to keep it that way." He didn't take his finger off the trigger, but he did keep his voice light.

"But Aza has to meet justice. His actions have had the effect of bringing suffering to the citizens of Shadow Town."

"I am not him, so either shoot me or remove your weapon," she hisses darkly.

Durasay was anything if not practical. Pulling the blaster back, he remained steady. "Alright. It's removed. Where is Aza?" He kept his stance open, ready for any surprises.

"Someone must have tipped him off that you were coming, as he is not here. Who are you and why do you aid these Sith?" she says in Huttese gesturing to the Sith in the chair and Alysele.

Hearing that Aza was not here he tried to extend his senses to find the Assassin in the club, but only the light would respond and he was unwilling to use it.

D4. EN. Sense, trying to detect Aza: 1eF 1 Light Side